"Understand me. I’m not like an ordinary world. I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul."
"I wasn’t going anywhere and neither was the rest of the world. We were all just hanging around waiting to die and meanwhile doing little things to fill the space. Some of use weren’t even doing little things. We were vegetables."
3 likes
Source: Charles Bukowski (2012). “The Pleasures of the Damned: Selected Poems 1951-1993”, p.373, Canongate Books
About the author